Thursday - Mega Blokhead
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ninanevermoreOur TV finally bit the dust last night. After weeks of falling apart, I turned it a bit to face the couch and it went dead. It was still plugged in this time, I checked. It really was dead.
Jeff came home from work around midnight and lugged it out to the garage to take it apart and see what he could find in it. I needed to get to bed, but I stayed up and worked in the kitchen, because I knew he would want to talk to me after a little while. Sure enough, he did. He came in holding a blue Mega Blok in his hand.
"This," he said, "was sitting on the circuit board crushing the transformers. Do you want to tell me how it got there?" He had a funny little smile on his face. Much to my relief, he wasn't yelling. This apparently was a much smaller infraction than driving on the lawn in front of the mailbox.
"Oh," I said. "That." I explained how the toy ended up in the TV.
"Uh-huh," my husband said. "I wondered why the screen was suddenly leaning in the opposite direction. I thought things were just shifting around in there. It turns out you were stuffing it full of cheese sandwiches and crap." I don't know why he mentioned cheese sandwiches, but that's what he said.
"It didn't work as well as I'd hoped it would."
"I'm sorry, Hon. Look, can we agree that you shouldn't be putting random objects inside of the television?"
"I won't anymore. I tried to get them out again because I needed them for a building I was making, but I couldn't. I tried to grab them with spaghetti tongs, but they were stuck."
Now he looked concerned. "I especially don't want you putting metal tongs in there. There's a lot electricity inside a TV set. You could have gotten killed."
I agreed not to put anything else in the TV set, and not to fish around inside of it with anything made of metal.
"Can you fix it?" I asked.
"I'll see what I can do." I followed him out to the garage to watch his progress and to find the other two Mega Bloks I'd crammed inside of the television in my efforts to prop up the leaning screen.
I thought about the idea of getting electrocuted from trying to grab the Mega Bloks with the spaghetti tongs. I figure if that had happened, when I got to the pearly gates I would have had to stand in line with the other people who died doing stupid stuff, waiting to get processed in the hereafter.
"What are you doing here?" I'd ask the guy in front of me.
"I put a fork in a toaster without unplugging it first. You?"
"I tried to grab a Mega Blok out of my TV set using spaghetti tongs."
"Wow. I've never heard that one before. What was a Mega Blok doing in your TV?"
"Long story. Hey, why is this line so long, anyway?"
"It's pretty bad, isn't it? I hear that, like, 20 years ago it wasn't quite so long, but then people started talking on their cell phones while they were driving and those guys really clog up the pipeline. Because of them it takes forever to get through. I've been standing here since 2003."
"Oh, crap. I wish I'd brought something to read."
"You and me both. Or maybe you could have brought your TV along, since you had it right there."
"No point. It's falling apart, so I doubt it could have made the trip."
Thankfully, that didn't happen. I am pleased to report that Jeff built a little shelf for the TV screen to sit on and not only put the thing back together, but also got it working again. Except for some new screws in the front that weren't there before, it looks almost as good as new. Best of all, my son has his Mega Bloks back. Sometimes things really do work out in the end.
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Jeff came home from work around midnight and lugged it out to the garage to take it apart and see what he could find in it. I needed to get to bed, but I stayed up and worked in the kitchen, because I knew he would want to talk to me after a little while. Sure enough, he did. He came in holding a blue Mega Blok in his hand.
"This," he said, "was sitting on the circuit board crushing the transformers. Do you want to tell me how it got there?" He had a funny little smile on his face. Much to my relief, he wasn't yelling. This apparently was a much smaller infraction than driving on the lawn in front of the mailbox.
"Oh," I said. "That." I explained how the toy ended up in the TV.
"Uh-huh," my husband said. "I wondered why the screen was suddenly leaning in the opposite direction. I thought things were just shifting around in there. It turns out you were stuffing it full of cheese sandwiches and crap." I don't know why he mentioned cheese sandwiches, but that's what he said.
"It didn't work as well as I'd hoped it would."
"I'm sorry, Hon. Look, can we agree that you shouldn't be putting random objects inside of the television?"
"I won't anymore. I tried to get them out again because I needed them for a building I was making, but I couldn't. I tried to grab them with spaghetti tongs, but they were stuck."
Now he looked concerned. "I especially don't want you putting metal tongs in there. There's a lot electricity inside a TV set. You could have gotten killed."
I agreed not to put anything else in the TV set, and not to fish around inside of it with anything made of metal.
"Can you fix it?" I asked.
"I'll see what I can do." I followed him out to the garage to watch his progress and to find the other two Mega Bloks I'd crammed inside of the television in my efforts to prop up the leaning screen.
I thought about the idea of getting electrocuted from trying to grab the Mega Bloks with the spaghetti tongs. I figure if that had happened, when I got to the pearly gates I would have had to stand in line with the other people who died doing stupid stuff, waiting to get processed in the hereafter.
"What are you doing here?" I'd ask the guy in front of me.
"I put a fork in a toaster without unplugging it first. You?"
"I tried to grab a Mega Blok out of my TV set using spaghetti tongs."
"Wow. I've never heard that one before. What was a Mega Blok doing in your TV?"
"Long story. Hey, why is this line so long, anyway?"
"It's pretty bad, isn't it? I hear that, like, 20 years ago it wasn't quite so long, but then people started talking on their cell phones while they were driving and those guys really clog up the pipeline. Because of them it takes forever to get through. I've been standing here since 2003."
"Oh, crap. I wish I'd brought something to read."
"You and me both. Or maybe you could have brought your TV along, since you had it right there."
"No point. It's falling apart, so I doubt it could have made the trip."
Thankfully, that didn't happen. I am pleased to report that Jeff built a little shelf for the TV screen to sit on and not only put the thing back together, but also got it working again. Except for some new screws in the front that weren't there before, it looks almost as good as new. Best of all, my son has his Mega Bloks back. Sometimes things really do work out in the end.
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Date: 2007-05-17 11:48 pm (UTC)and I wouldn't be surprised if I ended up in "that line" myself one day. lol
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Date: 2007-05-18 04:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-18 02:53 pm (UTC)Now, see... that excuse just doesn't fly. If the TV were dead, you COULD have taken it with you!
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Date: 2007-05-18 04:20 pm (UTC)Besides, the TV would go to TV Hell for having murdered me, and would be in a different line. ;P
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Date: 2007-05-18 06:40 pm (UTC)I'm sure I've almost killed myself in stupid ways... Like the time I put a curtain hook in my outlet. Admittedly I was like 4, but stupid, it still was. ;P
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